He simply raised an eyebrow slightly at her comment. Nobody had complemented them before with truly good intentions, either eying them and wanting to pluck them to sell or simple flattery to get out of a situation. His suspicions were confirmed as she uttered her next sentence, or so he thought. It was strange. A blue kitten was trying to get in his good graces so he wouldn't turn her in. He supposed she meant selling her to a pet shop. He wasn't sure who would want a talking kitten, besides some crazy witch hermit woman or something strange like that.
"Hm. A forest spirit?" He'd heard about them somewhere before. Good luck, she said? Well, that improved his opinion of who would keep her as a pet. However, that wasn't what he was interested in. He didn't need money, and he wouldn't sell a forest spirit anyway. He was indeed the superstitious type. This happened to make him curious. "That's interesting..." He nodded, confirming his thoughts to himself. "I won't turn you in, sell you, or do anything like that. However." He tilted his head slightly. "How would you like to stay with me for a little while? You can leave when you want."
As he made up the thought in its finality, he knew he could put up with the annoyances of a kitten in exchange for luck. He attempted to be more optimistic as he thought to himself, 'well, at least she doesn't smell.' His usual pessimistic nature caught up with that thought and countered with, 'You are already very feminine looking, do you need a cute little kitten in addition to your bright feathers and blue hair? Freak.' He looked at the kitten expectantly.